Silent Wind
Автор слов - Kitagawa Eko ;
Аранжировка - Hattori Katsuhisa ;
Исполнитель - Sugai Eri ;
Aниме - Argent Soma ;
Тип песни - Opening Song ;
Аранжировка - Hattori Katsuhisa ;
Исполнитель - Sugai Eri ;
Aниме - Argent Soma ;
Тип песни - Opening Song ;
Описание
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anata no kizutsuita kokoro wo dakishime hakanai yume wo miru meguru toki no nagare itsuka sekitomete afureru kono omoi sotto shizumete... ashibaya ni toorisugiru hito-tachi utsuroi tsuzukeru kanashimi no iro tatazumu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel hitorikiri utsuro na kotoba nonde omoide atsumete nemuru yoru ni mo madoromu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel kawaita oto ga kikoete kuru sabishisa tomadou yubisaki ni sotto itsu made mo futari fureatte tokete yuku toki made nagareboshi daremo kizukanakute mo yumegatari haruka tooku hibiite tatazumu watashi ni sasayaki kakeru kaze no naka maioriru chinmoku no Angel kawaita oto ga kikoete kuru sabishisa tomadou yubisaki ni sotto itsu made mo futari fureatte tokete yuku toki made anata no kizutsuita kokoro wo dakishime hakanai yume wo miru meguru toki no nagare itsuka sekitomete afureru kono omoi |
I see melancholically empty dreams as I hold your wounded soul One day, please stop the ever coming flow of time and quietly soothe these feelings that gush out from me... People walk past me in hurried steps The ever-fading color of sadness I linger as a soft whisper reaches my ears From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence Even at nights when I am alone as I gulp down empty words and sleep as I recollect my memories I doze as a soft whisper reaches my ears From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence A dry sound echoes in the solitude The tip of the hesitant finger Silenty the two touch forever Until they melt into each other A shooting star - though no one realizes The dreamy tales echo to the infinite I linger as a soft whisper reaches my ears From who gracefully descends amidst the wind, the Angel of Silence A dry sound echoes in the solitude The tip of the hesitant finger Silenty the two touch forever Until they melt into each other I see melancholically empty dreams as I hold your wounded soul One day, please stop the ever coming flow of time And these feelings will gush out from me... |